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Chapter 7: A Perfect Monday For Mr Eric

Eric's POV

Monday arrived rather quickly. Too quick, if you ask me. I got out of bed very early and got dressed for work. I was decked in a grey Kiton K-50 suit with the first two upper buttons undone and a pair of Testoni's alligator skin, Moro monk-strap shoe. It would be my first day at D'Writers and I couldn't wait to get it over with.

I sat down in the dining room for a quick breakfast of Greek salad omelette and coffee that'd been prepared by Nana Belinda, the cook and head maid. She was a 57-year-old woman, kindhearted and caring. She was more of a mother to me than my sorry excuse of a mother. I guess it's because she practically raised me as a child while my mother was too busy to care.

"How was your night, Eric?" She asked me with a warm smile on her face as she poured me my coffee.

"It was great, Nana."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Of course, I did," I replied, taking a slice of the omelette.

"But not as much a
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